A search for a place to call home

Canine BookCrush: -points to a rock- See him? he's so smexy ;)Wolf Age: 2years, 3monthsMate: Oh i do hope he asks me.

Subject: A search for a place to call home Mon Feb 02, 2015 3:17 am

Crunch, crunch A joyful sound, a soothing sound thought a yellowish-white Hudson bay wolf, her tail wagged happily as she stuck her nose deep into the fluffy, cold, white substance.

Above head the sky was a beautiful orangish/red sending rays of dazzling light over the land, the young fae gave a content sigh as she 'threw' herself down into the deep snow. Snow, a beautiful creation she thought to herself as she rolled over tucking her paws up underneath her, her fur coated in the white flecks of snow it had picked of from her rolling around in it. I wonder if I can find a den around here to live in resting her head onto her paws, she thought deeply. I don't really want to find one that I will stay in long, just one that I can use as I please.

Shrugging her shoulders she stood and shook her pelt clear of the remaining snow flakes, suddenly a grin played across her muzzle and she took off, sending sprays of snow up behind her. Giving a carefree laugh she again threw herself into the snow, digging deep into the snow.